he TSA must think we're mushrooms. You know, the way they are trying to keep us in the dark, and the way they keep feeding us a fertilizing agent that comes from the south end of a north-bound cow.
Doug WilsonThe TSA must think we're mushrooms. You know, the way they are trying to keep us in the dark, and the way they keep feeding us a fertilizing agent that comes from the south end of a north-bound cow.
Douglas WilsonSeurity!" I yelled. "I'm being harassed!"
Security officers swarm around me and one orders me to step inside the small office area.
"What's the problem here?" the man behind the desk asks the TSA officer.
"She's harassing me, and I feel that I'm being discriminated against because of my intelligence level," I say.
The man looks at me. "What?"
"This woman attempted to engage me in idiotic conversation and I'm psychologically incapable of reacting in a positive way to such foolishness and we had an altercation after she threatened to throw away my ChapStick.
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